I Got a Fake Job at the Academy

Chapter 717: For the Very Last (2)

"So, Demon Lord. What's the next goal?"

Helia asked Rudger, and Rudger answered without hesitation.

"We need more reinforcements."

"Reinforcements? How do we need more reinforcements here?"

Helia shot back at Rudger with a face that said he was talking nonsense.

Moreover, if someone with mediocre skills came, they would either be captivated by Salesin's authority or die.

That would truly be increasing meaningless sacrifices.

Above all, the method was also a problem.

In such a high place, isolated and alone, how exactly would people come?

Not everyone could fly through the sky.

"Are you going to have someone bring them?"

"You don't need to worry about that part."

Rudger answered easily as if he had known from the beginning that Helia would make such a point.

"Seeing that the situation has become like this, that smart child will know well what they need to do."

Catherine also nodded as if she understood.

Helia snorted, not feeling good about being the only one missing something.

"Anyway, I need to go help that old saint. It seems I'm the only one who can move right now."

Helia looked up at the sky.

Beyond the dark clouds, pure white light exploded repeatedly.

Both used the same divine power, but their atmospheres were clearly different.

If Arkenis' divine power felt warm and cozy, Salesin's divine power was fearsome and destructive.

Their purposes were different from the start.

Arkenis, who protected someone, and Salesin, who dominated and punished someone, were complete opposites.

-Kwaaaaang!

White lines repeatedly scattered and gathered.

The speed was terrifyingly fast and explosive, and the surrounding dark clouds began to be torn apart by the light.

Helia summoned a monster resembling a pterosaur and flew up on its back.

"Ugh. Really, doing this isn't my style."

Helia grumbled to herself as she watched the approaching melee.

She didn't prefer such frightening and crude fighting from the beginning.

Even when fighting, she liked to crush the opponent when this side had an overwhelming advantage.

However, the current situation was clearly opposite to her wishes.

The power Salesin and Arkenis possessed was beyond that of Helia, who was an apostle.

When whales fight, even if not a shrimp, any other creature that intervenes would have their back broken.

That was no exception even for Helia.

Yet she stepped forward.

'Well, it can't be helped! I can't say now that the time spent with that fool was enjoyable!'

Helia thought of Surna, who had become a wreck.

The reason she had come this far and stayed until the end was solely because of Surna.

It wasn't an emotion like love.

Rather, it was closer to friendship.

Because now, among those called apostles, only Surna and herself remained.

'I know. Even though we're both called apostles, Surna and I were different from the beginning.'

Helia was the only bloodline and daughter of the ancient great dragon, Heliodor.

Because she was the daughter of the Dragon King, she was called the Dragon Princess, and countless dragons blessed her birth and cherished and loved her like their own child.

She still remembered the scene from that day.

The time when she lived peacefully and happily in the great forest where all life bloomed.

When she rolled around the grass field with her small, plump body, there were uncles who watched that scene with satisfaction.

When her wings were still small and she couldn't fly in the sky, she would climb on her uncle's head and enjoy the air of the high sky.

She had touched clouds with her hands and exchanged glances with flying birds at the same eye level.

And for the first time, she looked down at the world from a high place.

That vast expanse was so beautiful.

Helia could never forget that memory.

But happiness didn't last long.

The world shook, and the sky split.

Through that split gap, Lumensis, who had killed or imprisoned other gods, tried to show off his power.

[No matter how much of a god you are, you cannot arbitrarily interfere with the laws of this world itself! Because we won't let you do so!]

Father Heliodor flew up to the sky with the clan's uncles.

Dragons whose bodies were at least 100 meters long each.

The sight of thousands of such dragons simultaneously covering the sky and flying in was overwhelmingly breathtaking just to watch.

The dragons breathed toward the crack, and through that split gap, an existence that looked down at such dragons from far above opened its eyes wide.

It was more like an orb made of light than an eye.

And dozens of such orbs simultaneously looked at the dragons, and countless lights shot from there swept over the dragons.

No matter how hard the scales and muscles were, they were helpless before the light.

Dragons that were hit had their bodies pierced, or their upper and lower bodies separated, or completely disappeared.

The battle continued for 10 days and nights.

Finally, the crack closed, but the dragon who ultimately closed the crack, Heliodor, lost his strength and collapsed.

The center of the forest that was once full of life but was now in ruins.

What young Helia saw there were the corpses of countless uncles and her father slowly laying his huge body on the ground.

Her father, who had closed his eyes, never opened them again.

-Dad. Get up. Huh? Why are you lying down? Uncles. Where did everyone go? Why is no one here?

Thus the princess became the sole survivor of her clan.

Dark clouds formed in the sky and torrential rain fell.

Helia cried sadly for the first time and at the same time, she made a resolution.

She would survive and this cry would be the last.

Those were the years she had endured.

Because she was the sole survivor of her clan, Helia couldn't expect anyone's empathy.

Even if she got to know someone, it was nothing more than a thin shell covering emptiness.

Forcing herself to smile and pretend to be friendly, pretending to be mischievous, was nothing more than a shallow act of not wanting her true feelings to be discovered.

Helia thought she might be able to gain some kind of bond with the apostles, but it was useless.

Even among the same apostles, everyone's personality, abilities, and actions were varied.

They were ultimately those who blindly believed in their gods.

They were fundamentally different from her, who had become an apostle of her clan in place of her father who should have originally been an apostle.

-They're all boring guys.

What caught Helia's eye was Surna, who didn't stand out much at the time.

She didn't know the reason. She just took notice of Surna.

That appearance of being sunken and deeply settled, not even thinking of suppressing the boiling hatred, just bristling with thorns.

Somehow, she felt a sense of kinship that resembled herself.

-Are you Surna?

So she watched with interest a few times, then couldn't stand it and spoke first, which was their first meeting.

After that, various things happened.

Surna, who only thought of revenge, didn't particularly try to become friends with Helia, and Helia at the time didn't mind that either.

Various things happened.

Other apostles died off, the world changed to belong to humans, science developed, and tall buildings began to appear one by one.

It was truly a long time.

The only one who shared those years with Helia was Surna.

Yes.

Though she didn't want to admit it embarrassingly now.

She considered Surna her only friend.

"Help me. Father."

Helia activated her authority.

The body of the great dragon Heliodor appeared in the void.

Heliodor looked down at Helia with warm eyes but Helia still didn't look at Heliodor.

She knew too that her father was dead.

What she was creating now was just an illusion. It was an implementation of that warm appearance her father had shown her.

That's why Helia didn't particularly like summoning Heliodor.

Because the painful memories of that day would revive. So unless it was really important, she tried not to call her uncles either.

But today alone, she had used it twice.

It was laughable.

'So since I've called him like this anyway.'

Helia's wide eyes turned toward the two beings fighting beyond the clouds.

She would be swept up, but she would manage somehow.

"Sweep them away."

Even though it was a being made of illusion, Heliodor willingly took a breath to fulfill his daughter's request.

Heliodor's chest swelled to its limit.

Soon, a wave of light pierced through the clouds.

"Helia. You..."

Surna faintly opened one eye and stared at Heliodor that appeared in the sky.

Surna, who had also lived for a long time as an apostle, knew what kind of ordeal Helia had experienced.

She had lost her clan and was left alone.

Heliodor was the most painful memory for Helia.

That such Helia had summoned her father, the most powerful illusion, meant she was prepared accordingly.

She, who always prioritized her own survival and safety, had stepped forward when there was no need to fight and used that.

Surna could read Helia's will from that alone.

Surna wore a faint smile.

"You had that much resolve."

Salesin felt the heat source approaching from below.

"This is, a great dragon's breath?"

Salesin had inherited and accumulated the knowledge and experience of countless years through his soul.

Therefore, he immediately recognized the source of the power rapidly approaching him.

This had to be avoided.

The situation was already that one vessel had been completely shattered because of Heathcliff.

The current body was a vessel prepared in advance, but its condition wasn't very good because it was brought hastily.

It was enough to face Arkenis, but not enough to block that great dragon's breath.

The problem was that Arkenis also knew Salesin's true feelings.

"Are you trying to avoid it?"

Arkenis already knew that Helia's attack was coming during the fight, and that Salesin felt a sense of crisis and was trying to escape because her two eyes were looking down at everything.

"Arkenis! How dare you!"

Salesin exploded in anger at Arkenis' action of trying to forcibly hold him back.

Salesin, who had been looking at Arkenis' eyes with a hateful gaze, soon curled up the corners of his mouth.

"Yes. But that power is not complete."

Arkenis' eyes, which seemed to contain the blue sky, were blinking.

It wasn't closing and opening her eyes, but the color of her pupils changing from sky blue to brown.

She had already lost her authority, the [Judgment Eye].

Now, she had just temporarily received back fragments left in the past after a long time.

While fighting Salesin and using the Judgment Eye, Arkenis' power was rapidly draining in real time.

"That's right."

Arkenis didn't deny Salesin's words.

It wasn't something that could be hidden anyway.

"But I can hold you back longer."

"You...!"

Salesin felt a sense of crisis and tried to escape quickly, but Arkenis was persistent.

From behind her, rings made of light formed in double and triple layers, and pure white chains shot out from the rings to bind Salesin's body.

"Ah, of course I won't get hit. I should even thank the demon who shot considerately."

"Arkenissss!"

These chains could be broken quickly but the momentary gap created while breaking them was unavoidable.

Pure white flash engulfed Salesin bound by the chains.

Previously, Heliodor's breath had burned the sky once but this time was different.

Its size was small and its range was narrow, therefore more powerful and strong.

The breath that soared high into the sky extended long enough to cut through the atmosphere beyond the clouds and reach into space.

It was power that would annihilate anyone who got caught without leaving a trace.

Helia stared beyond the clouds and clenched her fist with conviction.

Though she couldn't see with her eyes, she could feel it with her instincts.

This definitely hit.

However, Helia had no choice but to widen her eyes soon.

Because power began to stir in the place where the dragon's breath had swept through, and Salesin returned to his original form with light.

Now only a hollow laugh came out from surprise.

"This is too much."

Salesin extended his hands toward Arkenis and Helia respectively.

-Flash!

Enormous light that seemed to devour the world exploded and swept over both of their bodies.

It was the light of destruction that led everything to death.

Neither Arkenis nor Helia could respond to that power.

Watching the two beings falling with faint smoke, Salesin clicked his tongue.

'I didn't expect another vessel to break here.'

Salesin regenerated as if it were natural this time too, but the displeasure was indescribable.

Something that didn't need to be broken had been broken.

'But it doesn't matter anyway. There's no one left to stop me now.'

Arkenis, who had been the most troublesome, had withdrawn from the previous attack.

Same with Helia.

Salesin slowly descended below the clouds and stood on the Galahad Citadel.

Looking at it, which was so thoroughly destroyed that it could no longer be called a citadel, Salesin muttered.

"I should finish this soon."

Salesin's body, who had been muttering to himself, shook with a thud.

-Puk!

Because a large dark harpoon had pierced through his solar plexus.

Salesin spat blood from his mouth and grabbed the harpoon. He tried to pull it out immediately, but it was curved inward like a hook and didn't come out easily.

Even though he had been careless, to inflict a wound on his body?

Who exactly?

-Charrrr.

The end of the harpoon was connected to a large anchor chain.

A large beast-man came along the anchor chain and met eyes with Salesin.

"You are excellent prey."